Ning Xuyan didn't expect San Heng to say such a sentence, "Huh? San Xiaoniu seems to be looking forward to it too, not bad, not bad, then I must be well prepared."

"Well, Mr. Ning can indeed prepare well, and I'm looking forward to it." This seems to have been a foregone conclusion, and San Heng is free to do so. Anyway, things will eventually end one day. She has always had this temper, and she will naturally go straight to the bridge when the ship arrives.

, you don’t have to think too much about anything. Some things are fate and cannot be changed no matter how you change them, so she has always been casual.

When she returned to the rental house in the evening, Xiang Yang had already been waiting for her at the door. Xiang Yang, who had always talked a lot, now just said a few words in a dull tone before returning to her rental house.

San Heng was surprised, but she didn't ask any more questions. She just said good night and went back to the room. Although she didn't care about what was said in the wine today, she did mind listening to others like a slave after all.

But there was no way to repay those things, so after washing, she turned off the lights as before, hugged her knees, and sat silently in that lonely corner that belonged only to her.

Thinking about various things, and then inadvertently, she would always think of what happened that year, and then her emotions would overflow. She knew that she could not let go, and she could not find the outlet to let go. Suddenly, she missed her father.

She took out her mobile phone and looked at her father's number. In the past few years, she would receive letters from her father, but he never answered her calls. But she still wanted to call, even if she heard the sound, it would be good, but at this time the phone rang.

I got a strange number, who could it be?

San Heng picked up: "Hello?!"

other side:"……"

There was no sound, San Heng continued: "Hello?!"

There was still no sound from the other party. After San Heng said "Hello?!" again, the other party suddenly hung up the phone.

San Heng was surprised, thinking that maybe he had dialed the wrong number, but before he put down the phone, the phone rang again. Looking at the unfamiliar numbers on it, San Heng was surprised that there were so many unfamiliar calls today. Just picking up the phone, San Heng

I'm depressed. Who gave him the number?

"Hello, little girl," Ning Xuyan said in his usual speaking style.

San Heng frowned, why would he call? But he still replied: "Is something wrong?"

Ning Xuyan: "Well? San girl, can't I call you if you have nothing to do? I just miss you a little." San Heng frowned even more after hearing the half-joking and half-serious words. Boring people do boring things and don't talk.

Waiting for Ning Xuyan to continue answering the conversation

"Huh? The casual girl is still so cold and doesn't even bother to talk to me. It seems I'm not charming enough."

San Heng: "...!" Is this person saying this to her so boringly at such a late night?
Chapter completed!